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UNSUBSCRIBE from the negative media & news.
Constantly telling you "You cant afford a house"…
This only makes you hopeless and depressed because you're focused on the negatives, what you don't have & the lack
What you focus on, you attract more of!
Instead focus on opportunities and the blessings you already have
It's annoying how everyone's always complaining about inflation or groceries...
But we still live in the arguably the greatest country in the world! We have so much opportunity. We can make money sitting at home! What we make in a week is someone's yearly salary in another country! People fight to be here. We can easily build wealth with the right steps. We have working toliets and access to clean water!
Focus on the blessings, to attract more blessings.
(It's okay to vent but don't indulge yourself in that everyday because it puts you in a negative vibration of constant misery)
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seb-and-doom · 3 months
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They’re remaking us dude
Sigh.
Remakes are never as good as the originals. Covers that flop in my shoppe could tell you that.
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madfoolish · 18 days
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theoddsideofme · 2 years
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euesworld · 1 year
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"Another day to try, another day of hope.. let's just hope today isn't one of those days that I'm hanging at the end of a rope."
Hahaha.. it doesn't cost anything to hope and it never hurts to try to be optimistic, even when the impending doom of the days past have been leading you to hells gate.. you never know, the road to nowhere could be leading you to a beautiful place - eUë
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ricardian-werewolf · 4 days
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Chapter 5: The world is lying fallow and you are apart from me.
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Ao3 link
Summary:
Alina deals with the realities of living at Keramzin and comes to terms with the Firebird. Her connection with a certain too-clever fox strengthens. Finally, she begins to restore who she was before the White Cathedral. Sturmhond returns, except wearing a new face. Mal is... Mal.
Chapter snippet below cut - as always.
The Sankta Sol herself turned away from the direction of the ducal house’s basements, and instead ascended the long, spiraling staircase. She’d broken into the attic their first weekend at the old orphanage while the others were settling the Grisha children in, and here, found a sanctuary.
Now, she knelt before the western window, from where she could see the setting eclipsed sun, and stretched out her fingers. The light motes dusting her own skin glowed, and in a dizzying blast, exploded out in the way a fire was given fuel. Alina’s hair, moon-dusted and star-lit as it was, stopped being brittle and thin, and returned to the heavy locks she was accustomed to.
The Apparat had made the myth of Sankta Alina a reality, but his perversions had mired her image in sinful deceit and mistruth. Alina, even if she was the Sankta Sol, needed to be pure . Ravka needed a figure who could fight the Darkling on his own terms, not a scared, frightened girl hiding beyond Ana Kuya’s tattered and patched skirts.
Alina reached for the deep green robe she’d worn for weeks as she’d paced the house like some restless ghost. In a way, Ana Kuya had become Alina Starkov. The endless worrying, the dark circles under her eyes. The satin of the robe slipped easily off her shoulders, pooling at her feet. She bent over to pick it up, and draped it over a single wooden hanger she had for the purpose. Crossing the floor, she knelt and ran her fingers down the length of one of the trunks Nikolai had packed for her before her work in West Ravka.
Before all this. She heard his murmur in the back of her mind, and smiled.
Lifting the 6 latches with quick flips of her thumb, Alina’s smile turned radiant at the sight before her eyes. The Kefta laying on a bed of soft velvet was hunter green, a shade darker than the robe she’d been wearing. Embroidered in his own hand, painstakingly, were the rays of golden sunlight she was used to. However, the flames of the Sunne in Splendour - as he’d called it, that stretched down her front, were edged in the tiniest amount of Lantsov blue. The fur edging was red fox fur that warmed her neck and wrists as she slipped it on over the Sarafan.
Clad as she was in her house-shoes and poor peasant’s dress, Alina knew the Kefta had matching boots. What she found shocked her. A pair of sensible black leather work boots that stretched up to her knees. Its buttons were miniature gold suns. The whole outfit, as she twirled in it, looked extremely fetching. However, it was what was under the Kefta in the trunk that really caught her eye.
A cloth of gold gown with the longest train Alina had ever seen. And with it, a gold kokoshnik crown.
Suddenly, she realized what it was, why he’d packed it - a wedding gown. For when the war was over. She’d already accepted his engagement, but this… he’d made this himself by hand.
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timye-smalls · 9 months
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Can you come on Doom and Gloom again? Another try hard and Nicky is gonna be doing this shite alone.
Yes, please. Love me some intelectual chat and see my mates, we can do some raps. Next time we need the whole crew.
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Yes, this was inspired by @kiwi-tai ‘s “litg as parks and rec moments” post.
I had no choice but to recreate it lol
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chernobogina · 1 year
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shantellelynetterose · 9 months
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These characters have me dying 🤣
I know it's all fun and games but here's me trying to get a kitten off seb. Yes my little friend come to mumma hahahaha
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ladyvandaele · 6 months
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Me when I go to the Days Inn hotel for a night and I peak into the atrium to see if there are people because I am shy and nervous then I see a hot guy and I quickly hide behind the curtain because I think he’s going to see me
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seb-and-doom · 1 month
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They killed me off, so I’m gonna spoil the big secret.
It was possible for MC to end up with me during my season.
Secret ending and all that.
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kaygee-doodles · 2 years
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Who's comfy being looked at lovingly for extended periods of time
Horror, but only because he won't notice
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avpdrecovery · 2 years
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the doom and gloom of mental health spaces online
please, please be mindful that there is a lot of doom and gloom in a lot of online mental health spaces. people use them to vent, post their deepest darkest fears, project and lash out, trauma dump, etc... people express themselves through things like catastrophizing, black and white thinking and so on because part of these illnesses affects how they see the world and their position in it. a lot of people are at their worst when they make this type of content and are looking for help. that will also be reflected in how they post and how a reader might react. stuff like this usually takes a qualified therapist to absorb and help process. it's important to take that into consideration when browsing these spaces, be they on tumblr or elsewhere.
of course it's great to have spaces in which we can relate to each other, many of us are isolated or live in places that don't have adequate mental health resources or they are not widely available/affordable. so it's great to find these spaces where we are understood.
at the same time it is possible to become enmeshed and "absorbed" by these groups, to the point of taking on other people's burdens or internalizing other people's suffering. we are already in dire situations and hearing of others just makes us feel more hopeless and spiral even deeper. not to mention, there are people here who unfortunately, due to their own mental health diagnosis or for other reasons, try to make their suffering and plight other's problems.
please be aware of this and learn to step away and take a break. also, if you don't already, follow people on here who don't just post about their mental health. assess your own situation and resources, independently of those around you, and figure out where a path to healing/reduction of symptoms might be available.
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euesworld · 2 years
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"It's doom without you, so says the ocean to the moon.."
It's doom without you lover, there couldn't be any other - eUë
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formulapisces · 8 months
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the energy out there is…
yucky
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